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Happy Thoughts

Emily was putting her earrings in when her phone buzzed on the bathroom counter. It was from Jiyong.

We're having breakfast in my suite, want some?

On my way, she sent back, slipping her phone into her pocket. She grabbed her satchel and headed down the hallway to Jiyong's suite. She tried to stifle a yawn as she knocked on the door.

"It's open," Jiyong called. She entered the room, closing the door behind her. "Please tell me there's coffee," she groaned, sitting at the table.

"And muffins," Seungri chirped, munching on one while he scrolled through his phone.

Emily poured herself a cup of coffee and wrapped her hands around it, letting the warmth of the coffee seep into her fingers."Hi," Jiyong said, kissing the top of her head as he went by. He was wearing a robe, his hair wet from showering.

"This is getting a little gross," Daesung commented, raising an eyebrow. Jiyong grabbed a muffin and took a large bite. "Jealous?" he teased. "I'm sorry, Daesung, I didn't realize how lonely you are. I'll be sure to say something in our next interview with WonderGirl."

Daesung walked over to the breakfast cart, punching Jiyong in the arm as he passed. "Look, they sent up some magazines," Daesung said, brandishing a stack of them."Anything good?" Youngbae asked, opening a bottle of juice. Daesung began sorting through them. "Not really. A couple of political things, some cooking stuff..." He paused suddenly, staring at one of the magazines intently. They looked up, waiting for him to continue.

"What else, Daesung?" Emily prodded. Daesung didn't answer, his eyebrows knitting together in shock. "What's wrong, Daesung?" Jiyong asked, straightening up. Daesung blinked rapidly and shrugged. "Nothing," he said, going to the next magazine. Jiyong walked over and took it from him before Daesung could stop him. He read the cover and his grin disappeared, replaced by a hard line.

"Jiyong?" Emily asked, sitting up. "What is it? Did something bad happen?"

He looked at her and opened his mouth, but no words came out. "Wow, what is it?" Youngbae asked, looking over his shoulder. After a moment he cursed and sat back down on the bed.

"Jiyong!" Emily repeated, panic beginning to grow in her stomach. Jiyong let her take the magazine from him and Emily inhaled sharply. It was a picture of her and Jiyong at the park, sitting at the picnic table. Her mouth was full of chicken and Jiyong was looking away, presumably at the basketball game. There was a giant red circle around her head and an arrow pointing at her stomach. Another, smaller picture near the bottom showed them kissing. The headlines were in Korean, but she managed to read them.

"Are Fatties the New Hotties? Jiyong Thinks So! How Did Such a Sizzling Star Get Stuck With a Pudgy Prude? Get the details on page 19!"

The room fell silent, save for Emily's shaky breathing. She opened the magazine and read aloud haltingly. "Sources say the American writer had only been with the group for a month before sinking her claws into their leader. Maybe if she didn't enjoy her treats so much Jiyong would bring her out more. Is he ashamed of such a distasteful girlfriend?

Sources also say that they haven't slept together once! He probably doesn't want to see her naked, and frankly, we can't blame him. Her face may be pretty, but with an embarrassing body like that, a break-up can't be far away. And we'll be here with the juicy details!" Emily sank down on the bed, her thoughts swirling together.

"I'll sue that magazine for every penny they've got!" Jiyong hissed. "This is slander and I won't have it, especially from some trashy tabloid!"

The others didn't respond, still frozen in shock. Seunghyun awakened first. "I'll call our lawyer," he said, reaching for his phone.Emily looked at the cover again, glancing back and forth at the pictures. "Sagowa's going to have a fit," she murmured.